My Bull Sized Balls

I am a former US Military man who had a life changing experience 1n 1995. I stand 6 ft tall and at that time weighed in at a solid 260lbs. I had played football in the Marines and enjoyed power lifting-and still do to this day. I was in a weight lifting competition at a YMCA gym in a small town in Ohio when the what I am about to tell you happened…. The YMCA was in an old building in a small town. My competition, squats was the last one so it happened late at 21:00. I was alone in the lockeroom when I heard the door to the Jacuzzi swing open. The sound of the the bubbling water was just what my sore shoulder required. I stripped out of my t-shirt, shorts, & jock sand grabbed my towel. I walked thru the door and saw the small octagonal in-ground pool. I reset the timer and dropped my towel and stepped in-slowly. There was only one jet working full blast and it was in the corner down low, so I knelt on the “seats” and lowered my shoulder to receive the attention of jet with my face barely out of the water. It was a sight! My thighs measured almost 36.5″ around, and I had a big round muscular butt that guarded my pink rosebud ass-hole. My cheeks were spread wide as I assumed this position for my shoulder’s sake. The hot bubbling water felt great against my balls as my sack hung down like a punching bag.

I could feel my nuts bobbing up down by the force of the water. Then the jets stopped-a man’s voice rang out “Oops! wrong way!” He was referring to the timer he had tried to reset. I didn’t move , but I did strain to get a look at him. He was well built ’bout 50-55 bald headed with a white mustache and silver rimmed glasses. I noticed his large un-cut penis smacking his thighs as he got in. I started to apologized for the awkward position when he asked me about my shoulder. “I saw you lift.” “625lb squat -not bad!” “thanks.” I replied thinking I should probably sit upright, but I didn’t. ” Saw the bar roll on your shoulder-ouch!” “Yeah-that was kinda painful-the reason why I am trying to nurse it with the ONLY good working jet in this thing!” I realized I was crowding him and was about to move when he asked me a strange question. ” Why do all bodybuilders always shave their nuts & butts?” I started to laugh, but replied” I can’t speak for all, but I like the way it looks and feels.” I could feel him move closer to my spread bottom, and feel his breath against the satin smoothness of my ass-hole. ” I can see a little razor-burn back her-but you sure are well-shaped!” I didn’t reply. I felt scared, weirded =-out and a little aroused. I then heard a sound like when you squeeze a bottle and lotion is coming out. “I got just the thing.” I heard him say that before I felt him apply baby oil to my ass-hole and the smooth skin that leads up to it.

“Nice….nice….nice” he repeated slowly as he massaged and soothed my anus. He did this with his right hand, and I felt his left hand take hold of my scrotum. He had my balls in affirm hand-hold and said ”wow-bull-sized!” I started to get a little freaked and started to raise up when I felt him tug more fir my on the and say” Relax son. No one’s gonna hurt you. Stay where you are and let me work on you.” I felt something for the very first time in a long time-the desire to surrender to another man. “Yes, sir.” I felt his finger moving in & out of my ass-hole , hitting my prostate JUST RIGHT!! I was startled when I heard my self gently moan. “That’s it! Enjoy this-enjoy your whole body!” ”You have a beautiful body. Strong, healthy..what I am doing is something that will increase your heath and help you relax and focus.” He started to insert another finger in my tight hole. Again, the squeeze bottle “burped” as more oils was dripping between my cheeks and into my hole. I was in another time & place-it seemed! I was feeling new sensations and just…going with it! I was oblivious to the entrance of another guy into the small hot-tub. He plunked himself right beside my face. I did not know what to do. ” you guys know when they’re gonna kick us out?” I started to shift my weight , but felt my “masseur” tug on my sack to let me know he was in charge. “Not for a while. I’m in charge of closing-up.” My new buddy went on to explain that he was an employee. He actually was the masseur for the club. “Yeah, I thought you looked familiar. Can I help?” said the new guy. “Sure-be gentle. I’ve been working him now for almost 10 minutes and I think he’s starting to get there.” I felt an additional finger now. Two fingers-working independently of each other. Back & forth-in & out of my loving ass-hole.The new guy started to squeeze and rub my hamstrings and thighs. “Boy-what a monster!” “Yes, he’s a biggin’ alright!” They continued to work my hole and the one still holding my scrotum and the other rubbing the left side of my torso. Then the water stopped and it was dead quiet. I felt heavy and light at the same time. Very calm and like I had something that was troubling me but couldn’t remember it. I stood up and was semi-hard. That usually never happens when I am in extreme heat or cold. “Thanks, guys!” I said as I moved up back to my locker. I heard the two men chatting about me as I left. “He was a real nice guy.” – I heard distantly as I made it back to my clothes. I got dressed and was shocked that only 49 mins had passed since I had undressed. It seemed like days. Yet I felt so peaceful, and full of energy. My shoulder quit hurting. I appreciate the fact that my penis was never touched, and that this was not about sex in the usual way-it was about my surrender to another to receive healthy stimulation & training. I went to see my doctor about a month later and asked him about the feeling I experienced back there.” He explained that it is perfectly normal and does not mean I am a latent homosexual. I was just exploring another aspect of my body. I shared with him that I experienced a great deal of pleasure and that I have been fingering myself in the shower ever since. He suggested I invest in a small butt-plug, or anal beads. Then he asked me if I wanted my prostate checked. I think you know my answer! For any UK persons who do not know -The Y.M.C.A.’s here in the states are heath clubs that features sports and health related activities through-out the USA. Anon

Mr. Dohrmann… I see you wrote your comments a long time ago. Most heterosexuals aren’t waiting in semi functional whirlpools for other men to fuck them for your pleasure and release in reading about it. Not enough men of any persuasion are willing or able to be so vulnerable to other men who have something that’s not necessarily sexual to impart. For once, I agree with Mr. Cox. If you want a story to lull you into a place other than peaceful sleep, perhaps you should write one of your own. I prefer to have actual human contact to create my own “stories”, and seldom feel the need to personalize them for anyone’s edification. I hope that someday Mr. Anonymous will find the confidence to tell his wonderfully sensitive stories over his own name… RobtheElder

The Two Men in Your Story Got JIPPED just like everyone that read Your story.You complained about sore Muscles HELL BUDDY all Your Muscles would have been relaxed if You let those two Stud Daddies FUCK Your soswwet asshole (as You put it) all that build up and NO PLUGGING How BORING Thank You for the LIMP DICK I was Hell of Horny Now I can go to sleep